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with the churning water, Tracy couldn’t help but grip the wooden railing so hard he thought it might splinter in his hands.
    He listened while memorizing every inch of her body he could see. The freckles on her shoulders. The hollow at the base of her neck. The gentle curve of her small hips. He could see what he’d felt when he was touching her. She was more petite and slender than the women he usually enjoyed. Not since he was too young and stupid to know better had he gotten involved with someone he could carry in his pocket. Someone he could hurt.
    But there was no going back now. He was just going to have to be patient to get what he wanted. To make sure she could take all of him, that she wanted to take all of him, and everything he planned to do to her.
    Until tonight, he was actually known for his patience. Loved and hated for it by the women who frequented the same clubs. Alicia Bell was the first one to truly test him and she hadn’t even had to try.
    She dragged her body onto the corner seat of the hot tub and lifted her legs until they were bent over the rounded rim. One hand reached back behind her head and the other lowered between her legs.
    Fuck me.
    Sweet Jesus, he knew exactly what she was about to do. Knew before she slid her soaking panties to one side and pressed closer to the large jet that was powerful enough to ease his stubborn back aches. Powerful enough to make her feel as if she were being well and truly fucked.
    In hotel Jacuzzis, with water toys and showerheads, he’d done this to women before. Guided a hard stream of pulsing water between their legs and brought them to climax without actually touching them. But he’d never seen anything as erotic as Alicia by moonlight.
    Good girl , he thought, as heartened by her actions as he was turned on. She was a natural. Passionate. She wanted and needed release, enough to risk a late night encounter to seek it out. There was at least a slender thread of wild rebellion inside her, begging to be released.
    He could do things with that slender thread that would make her scream.
    It would be easy to let himself imagine she knew he was there. That this was an invitation, an opening for him to take what he wanted. To join her in the water and enjoy exploring his brand new obsession. But she wasn’t that manipulative, and he wasn’t that lucky. Not tonight.
    She moaned softly, so softly it almost merged with the music and he knew that was what she intended. Clever. The muscles in her legs worked as she rocked back and forth against the massaging jet, her fingers spreading the lips of her sex…for him. Begging him to come closer and taste.
    His jeans were tight against his cock and he hissed, swiftly undoing the buckle and sliding the zipper carefully down over his shaft. He gripped his erection tight as she pressed her sex on top of the jet’s short nozzle and pumped her hips against it, riding it, her mouth opening on a silent cry as she closed in on her climax.
    She was ready…but not for him. Not yet.
    Tracy stroked himself in time to her thrusts, thinking about what he would do to get her ready. It wasn’t ego to think she would need to be prepared before he could take her. He would stretch her sweet little ass with a smaller plug at first, and bind her wrists and ankles to get her used to being restrained while he filled the pussy he couldn’t take his eyes off of. He would see how much she could take. What she liked. He would have her begging for his cock by the time he was through. Just thinking about how good she’d feel around him brought him to the brink of orgasm in a shamefully short amount of time.
    When he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, her softly gasped, “ Tracy ” sent him over the edge.
    He backed away from the railing, his teeth bared as he came in his own hand. He shuddered at the intensity of it. Too hot. Too fast. Too out of control. He took a deep breath and turned, scooping up his shirt to wipe himself off as he